Chapter 133

She didn't know how she left... She just felt confused. When they got back to Jun's house, the servants were so surprised that they didn't know what to say. The housekeeper stood aside and said in a calm voice, "dinner is ready."

The originally prepared dinner is already cold.

The gloomy man didn't say anything more. He didn't seem to want to see her again. As soon as he came back, he turned around and went back to Dongwan.

"Young lady, why don't you have some hot soup first..."

When Aunt Fang saw that she was in a trance and seemed to be frightened, she didn't care to let her take a bath and clean up, so she immediately made the maid warm up some soup.

Qiao bao'er followed aunt Fang to the restaurant, sat down and drank half a bowl of hot soup without expression.

The food is tasteless.

At last, aunt Fang accompanied her back to the bedroom. As she walked, she couldn't help but remind her in a low voice, "young lady, young master Zhimu has been cold tempered since he was a child. He doesn't want to talk about some things. Don't irritate him. If you are in our Jun's house, just do your duty. Don't pay attention to his affairs."

If you want to manage the affairs of your shepherd, you can't manage them.

Qiao bao'er didn't speak. His face was still a little white. He stepped heavily on the familiar stairs and walked towards the bedroom.

Open the door, suddenly some faint smell of tobacco.

Qiao bao'er was frozen at the door and didn't dare to step forward. The man in the door was slightly surprised, and his left hand was still lighting a cigarette. It seemed like he was used to it. He immediately pressed it out.

Two people four eyes opposite, the facial expression is tight, is wearing the complex emotion.

"Young lady, remember not to annoy him any more." Aunt Fang stood outside the door. She kept her voice down to remind her repeatedly, for fear that what Qiao bao'er had done would make their young master angry.

With that, Qiao bao'er was nudged by Aunt Fang, and her steps also moved forward.

The door was quickly closed.

In the spacious room, only he and she, inexplicably appear some strange, some cold strange, very formal.

After about five minutes of silence, she stood on the edge of the door, half bowed her head and did not step forward.

The man on the other side of the balcony gazed at her with complicated eyes and clearly saw her anxious face

All of a sudden, it seemed that he could not stand the atmosphere, and he was angry with something. His eyebrows were getting closer and closer. He suppressed the strong emotion in his chest, and strode towards her.

She could feel his angry steps, look up abruptly, and feel a little helpless on her face.

It's like I'm afraid of something, like just now

However, junzhimu did approach her, but he didn't look at her any more. Instead, he crossed with her, stretched out his hand, twisted the handle of the door, and walked out with some heavy steps

This space, with him, she will be nervous.

"The shepherd of the king..."

He was suddenly caught in the corner of his clothes by her, and he was very tight. A trace of consternation flashed across the cold face of the man who staggered half a step away from her.

"Jun Zhi mu, I didn't mean to make you angry, I was just afraid..." she still lowered her head and whispered.

"Joe, you..." shut up.

His voice was deep and angry.

But when junzhimu turned his eyes to her cheek, he saw that the corners of her eyes were moist. When the words reached her lips, he didn't go on.

"That accident..." Qiao Baoer's voice was low, like recalling something. He hesitated and choked.

"You protect me in front of me, your body is very cold, and then I smell a heavy smell of blood... It's dark, I can't see anything, I've been calling your name, but you didn't answer me, I've been calling you for a long time..."

Her eyes were red, and some of her hot tears were too heavy, falling one by one

"Junzhimu, I'm afraid..."

"You don't tell me anything, I just want to know... I don't want you to protect me, I don't want you to have anything to do."

At this point, she couldn't help crying, turned over, clasped the tall man in her hands, and clasped his strong waist.

Her head was bent over his heart, and she cried intermittently, "... I'm afraid, I'm afraid you have something to do, and then I don't know anything, I can't help you, I think I'm useless..."

Junzhimu was tense all over, and his cold face was completely shocked.

He didn't know what to say. He didn't think that she would say that. He never thought that this woman would hold him and cry.

She said something more vaguely, in a very guilty and humble tone

"... Joe, you're really crying more and more."

He really didn't know what to say. He looked at her crying with low eyes, as if she had been wronged. He felt helpless at the bottom of his heart and had a strange warmth.

"It's not that I love to cry, it's me... I'm pregnant, it's my son who influenced me."

She's crying, she's hard mouthed, she'll retort.

This made Jun Zhimu a little sad for a while.

"Then my son must have been a crybaby since he was born."

He bent his head, face and her tearful face close together, whispered softly in her ear, "boys love to cry too much, don't cry..." he worked hard to think of a humorous sentence.

Qiao bao'er is not sure if this is his coaxing her. Anyway, this ice will not say any sweet words. It is regarded as a rare tenderness.

She remembers that once, when he saw her crying, he just dropped a sentence, "you look ugly when you cry."

After thinking about it, Qiao bao'er let go of him and immediately went into the bathroom. He was probably ashamed and shy.

After washing under the shower, she went to the bathroom mirror to make sure that her red eyes were not so obvious. Then she came out with her bathrobe.

"I thought you were going to hide in it all night."

Jun Zhimu washed in the study, stood outside the bathroom door, hesitated for about half an hour, and didn't go in until she opened the door.

Qiao bao'er's cheek was a little red. He didn't look at him and went straight to bed. He pulled on the quilt and went to bed.

She just reflected on herself in the bathroom. She felt that it was a shame to hold him and cry.

She didn't want to tell him these things, she just

I just don't want to fight with him.

"What do you want to do..." suddenly, the other side of the quilt was forced to open, and the woman who was so surprised that she immediately turned on guard.

"What do you think I'm going to do? This is my bed. This is my wife. What am I going to do?" Jun Zhi Mu was angry. He glanced at her and lay down naturally.

She looked at him, a little uncomfortable, when the ostrich body moved, want to shrink to the bedside.

But he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her wrist, Qiao Bao Er's whole body nerves a little tight, don't know what he wants to do.

Junzhimu didn't speak either. His palm is big, which is bigger than hers. Unlike those noble CHILDES, his palm is thin because of exercise.

Long fingers stroked her wrist, which was red, "will it hurt?" Suddenly, he asked in a low voice.

"If it hurts, just remember!"

He didn't coax her. This man is really not gentle at all.

Qiao bao'er pursed her lips slightly, and was very resentful at the bottom of her heart. However, when he held her wrist like this, her skin felt numb, even her heart beat faster.